Originally posted at
nora at inkstain.
Of course everyone’s excited. Here’s the excited entries I liked the most.
agirlwithavoice on Livejournal:
I was a senior in high school when we went to war with Iraq. It was the first time that I discovered how vastly divided my peers could be on an issue. I remember a boy I had a crush on who was a year younger than I was. While I was parading around with a “war is not good for children and other living things” patch from the 1960s that I’d discovered in my mother’s sewing kit pinned onto my backpack, he was going around with an American flag on his. That was when the American flag, something we should all feel connected to, first became a symbol of blind, jingoistic patriotism for me.
Kelsey on Plastic Manzikert:
But that doesn’t entitle us to inflict any of the same bullshit on the losers that we’ve had to suffer through. Because if we do that, then it’s all for not. We crawled through shit, through years of having our loyalty questioned, our values ridiculed, and our sense of patriotism deemed American so that no one has to put up with that.
Let’s be gracious in victory. And with that, let’s be one people again - a people who disagree, but a people. Two armed camps is a terrible stage of existence.
Eric Burns-White (!!) at Websnark:
I have hope. Pure, wonderful hope. Hope that Obama will be a good President. Hope that Congress will do a good job. Hope that the nation will indeed pull together and fix things. But hope is not faith, and it certainly isn’t blind faith. This is going to be hard. This is often going to suck on toast. And a whole lot of people are going to be desperately disappointed. Hell, a whole lot of people - an estimated fifty six million as of the current count - are disappointed today. And the sixty three million who are thrilled and elated will be disappointed sometime in the next four years. It is inevitable. We must be prepared for that.
Adelita on the Duke City Fix:
Political discussions were common with my family. I remember my mother, my aunt and uncles around the kitchen table at my Auntie Mary’s house drinking coffee and discussing neighbors and the world at large. Sometimes I would sit and listen to their opinions about politics. The discussions were never heated as they all were on the same side of the political fence - Democrat. What’s funny is that as a child I assumed that your political views were passed down or inherited like a name or male pattern baldness. I assumed that if you grew up in a Democratic or Republican household, you were marked for life. So it was with great disbelief when I learned that many of my cousins and aunts and uncles had “strayed” to the other side. What happened?!
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